The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

position was naturally slightly higher than Samuel’s, and he was

simply tossed Samuel to

casual action caused a loud bang, and Samuel

head bled again, and his body hurt so bad that

glance at Samuel, but he directly looked at John and sneered, “Breaking my

words, but Sandra repeated

John thought Sandra was afraid, and he showed a

“Don’t worry about it.

same sect will at most only

someone will you

are enough to be deducted, and after I’m done, Peter will surely

quietly

at your stance, it seems that you’re not planning to

roared, “Witness the strength of

appeared in front of Albert, and he showed his

arrived, the next palm followed immediately

glance, they appeared like stars falling after one another, giving others an extremely oppressive

seconds, the surrounding air appeared to have condensed into a block of

soon as John attacked, Sandra felt that although Samuel and John were of the same realm, their difference in their strength was like heaven and

were another ordinary disciple facing John, they would have admitted defeat Unfortunately for John,

his eyes were cold as he used the Ursa

the founder’s blessings, Sandra’s Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows

he showcased it, his footwork had a sense

Sandra was only moving between a few square meters, the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows seemed to be constantly

John’s expressions instantly changed.

saw such an agile movement like Sandra’s, nor had he heard

already attacked, there was no

shouted and continuously let out dozens of palms which

more than dozens of palms condensed

Bang!

and visible airwaves were formed, rushing toward

he did

slapped the

John struck, his figure

It was a phantom!

trembled, and at this time, he heard a mocking laugh

we’re out of the sect, you’ll already

made John’s scalp tingle, and every hair on him was

just as he wanted to turn around, John was already swept into